Quintessence (742)

This canvas comes alive like a suspended wave, carrying in its flow a bouquet of fiery colors. Yellows unfold in solar sheets, colliding with liquid turquoises that cascade in translucent streams. Dense and mysterious violet intertwines with purples and browns, as if night wished to lean against day to create a new balance. Bright crimson splashes pierce the composition, scattered like blazing meteorites or drops of cosmic blood. They remind us that creation is also an effusion, a tension between rupture and outpouring. At the heart of the tumult, a dark, sinuous line seems to trace the secret thread of an original fracture, where everything collapses and everything is reborn. Should we see here a stellar river, a galaxy in gestation, or the inner reflection of a heart beating in unison with the universe?